Hairblower of Doom

I am back once again, this time squeaky clean and de-birded. Had a near-death-experience with my hairblower though. I never normally blow my hair dry, but since I have been suffering from a serious case of frizzy hair, I bought something for it. It says on the bottle: 'divide mousse over wet hair with fingers and blow-dry smooth while brushing with round brush, blah blah, yadda yadda, rant rant'. So, as a good little frizzhead I blow-dried my hair and brushed with brush. Normal brush, because I don't own a round one. All seemed well, of course, until I stopped paying attention and turned my blowdryer around for a bit. How was I to know that the back of the blowdryer sucks in air to blow out? Anyway, my hair got stuck in the blowdryer and for a second I thought I was going to set my head on fire. Would have been a bad case of scorched head if I hadn't been so quick to yank the plug from the powersocket. I would possibly have no eyebrows.

Oh well, it hurts to be pretty, they say. I'm now going to break bad habits and have lunch. Or chocolate.

See ya!